"What if I don't say yes either"?

Yang Xiaofeng slowly raised the sword in his hand and said lightly: "Then I have to use the sword." Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Yang Shuangzi said with a smile: "You want to swing a sword at me, do you have this qualification?"

"It is true that I am not qualified to swing a sword at you, but I am not the one who wields a sword at you today."

"Are you sure you can kill me"?

"I want to give it a try".

"Actually, I want to give it a try, too."

"Let's do it."

"Good".

Yang Shuangzi slowly pulled out the sword behind him, a black long sword, and the sword body was two inches below the sword's ears, with a mountain peak pattern, and there were clouds and mist in it.

Yang Xiaofeng's eyes were completely frozen, fixed on the sword in Yang Shuangzi's hand, and after a long time, he said lightly: "This is the sword that killed my mother's mother"?

Yang Shuangzi nodded and said, "This was originally Murong Ke's sword, which was taken from Duanmu Jing when he attacked and killed him twenty years ago. Honestly, it's a pretty good sword."

"I'm afraid you're not the only one who got this sword, right?"

"Of course, along with this sword, there is also the secret book of the ethereal swordsmanship."

"Feng'er ......be careful", Li Muqing suddenly worried: "His swordsmanship is not below me, it's hard to imagine, plus the ethereal swordsmanship, how terrifying his current strength is."

Yang Shuangzi laughed and said: "Actually, you are wrong, what is really terrible about me is not swordsmanship, but ......."

Before he finished speaking, his person had already moved, raising his sword and stabbing Yang Xiaofeng's heart.

Yang Xiaofeng also moved, not only did he move with his right hand, but at the same time, he pulled out another sword that was still held by Luo Qingxue with his left hand, Li Muqing's shadowless sword, and the two swords came out together.

The two people who were originally separated by more than ten steps were less than two steps in an instant.

So fast, so fast, so fast that no one else could see how these two people moved.

A loud clash of gold and iron made everyone's eardrums hurt, and they even lost their deafness for a moment.

Only then did everyone realize that the sword that Yang Shuangzi stabbed at Yang Xiaofeng's heart had been cut open by the sword in his right hand, and the sword that Yang Shuangzi had slashed towards his side neck had also been resisted by him with the sword in his left hand.

Yang Shuangzi obviously only had one sword when he made a move, why did he suddenly become two?

At this time, his unfinished words also reached the ears of everyone:

“...... It's a two-handed jug."

"Hands-on ...... skill", Lan Xiaorui exclaimed: "He...... He actually knows how to play with each other's hands"?

Yang Shuangzi smiled extremely cruelly, and said: "Feng'er, do you know, you are the one who made me use the mutual technique for the second time in my life, the first time was when the Jiangnan Yiyan Hall General Altar faced the chief helmsman Chang Jingtian and the twenty-eight deputy helmsmen under him more than thirty years ago."

He smiled not only cruelly, but also proudly, as if he had seen Yang Xiaofeng's carotid artery had been cut open by his sword.

It turned out that this second sword was the real killing move, and the first sword was just a false move to lure the enemy.

Who would have thought that one person's left and right hands could perform completely different moves at the same time.

It's just that the next moment, Yang Shuangzi's smile suddenly completely condensed on his face, and Yang Xiaofeng's carotid artery was not cut as he expected.

His other sword was also resisted by Yang Xiaofeng.

With a missed move, Yang Shuangzi immediately retreated a long distance, looked at Yang Xiaofeng with a shocked face, and said in a lost voice: "You...... You're ...... too."

Yang Xiaofeng nodded coldly and said, "You didn't expect it, you are not the only one who can play with each other."

"Okay, okay, ......", although he was a little surprised, Yang Shuangzi was not surprised, and laughed: "That's interesting."

At the same time, his people suddenly disappeared from their place.

When he reappeared, he was already behind Yang Xiaofeng, but he only attacked from behind, but he still didn't hurt Yang Xiaofeng in the slightest.

Yang Xiaofeng had already turned around and shot at the same time, and the two of them made another move.

The next moment, the qi waves around Yang Shuangzi's body suddenly fluctuated violently, and the strange and sharp sword moves attacked Yang Xiaofeng's key points one after another.

The sword momentum was like a roaring tide, completely engulfing the surrounding area within ten steps.

Yang Xiaofeng is like a flat boat tossed in the waves, and it seems that it may capsize at any time.

Yang Shuangzi's shot became more and more urgent, flickering left and right, up and down, and launched a violent offensive around Yang Xiaofeng.

Yang Xiaofeng has always been just stubbornly defending. Maybe he also wanted to come up with a sword to counterattack, but his sword momentum had been completely suppressed by Yang Shuangzi, and he had no chance to make a move.

As for the surrounding Falling Snow Valley disciples' defenses, it seemed that they had reached a critical point of complete collapse.

"This won't work......", Lan Xiaorui stood up straight, and said anxiously: "If it goes on like this, I'm afraid that the eldest brother won't be able to support even thirty moves at most."

As he spoke, he wanted to struggle to come forward to help, but Luo Qingyu immediately stopped him: "Xiaolan can't, not only will you not be able to help Xiaofeng when you come forward at this time, but you will only become a burden to him."

"So what, do you want me to watch my eldest brother being killed by this devil?"

"It's a battle that belongs to the two of them, just the two of them".

"I don't care, it's just a big deal", Lan Xiaorui lost his temper for a while, and seemed to insist on stepping forward.

Suddenly, Tang Yunfei said: "Young Master Lan, if you have to interfere, we won't stop you, but I guarantee that if you go up at this time, you will only make Yang Xiaofeng die faster, and you yourself, you will die faster than Yang Xiaofeng."

"I ...... , let's go, let's ......", Lan Xiaorui's body softened, and he sat down again.

Yang Shuangzi's offensive seemed to be a little more violent, and his people had completely turned into an afterimage. I could only see that the sword moves attacked from his hand turned into thousands of cold rays, and all of them fell on Yang Xiaofeng.

At the beginning, I could clearly see that Yang Xiaofeng was fighting with his sword, but gradually, his figure was completely blurred. The sharp sword was already completely enveloped in him.

"Wind ......", Luo Qingxue has long forgotten about life and death, at this moment, there is only one person in her eyes, the man who has been completely shrouded by Yang Shuangzi's sword, her man.

At this moment, there was only one thought in her mind, she wanted to help him.

It's just that she has just taken a step, and her arm has been grabbed by Li Muqing.

"Third Uncle ......", Luo Qingxue shook her arm desperately, as if she wanted to shake off Li Muqing's hand. However, no matter how hard she tried, Li Muqing's hand never let go.

Li Muqing shook his head slowly, his resolute tone was not at all unquestionable, and he almost ordered: "Qingxue, no, you must not go up at this time."

"But the wind ...... him", Luo Qingxue's voice was already crying.

Li Muqing stared at the battle group with a dead gaze, and muttered: "Qingxue, since you know him, you should believe in him and your own man." He has survived so many times before, and this time it was just as ......."

At this moment, the fierce sword light in the sky suddenly paused. Then, Yang Xiaofeng's people had already flown out upside down and landed heavily on the ground a few feet away.

However, he quickly stood up again.

However, everyone clearly saw that there was an additional wound on his chest that was half an inch deep, and the blood oozing from the wound had instantly stained all the clothes in front of him red.

And the corners of his mouth also oozed a piercing bright red.

The hearts of the people sank to the bottom.

Anyone can see that Yang Xiaofeng was defeated, and he was completely defeated.